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Cherry Pickin'






I have more cherries than I know what to do with...
But we sure had fun this morning...
Cherry picking is so easy - there were literally handfuls hanging on every branch - it took no time at all to fill our four buckets.
And now I have a teeny tiny bit of a tummy ache.
But I'm still eating.
Yum. Cherries.


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  1. Anonymous9:10 PM

    We picked 85 pounds of cherried there this year!!!! I canned about 25 pounds, ate quite a few, and pitted the rest to make fruit leather in our dehydrator (and we dried some of them too!!) I love that place!!! The cherries are SOOO yummy.

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